[]lol sorry spade king, I knew I was forgetting something. []
As soon as she felt her arms free, she stood, ready to engage the enemy before her. Raevynn took one step forward and crashed into the deck.
The elite began to laugh maniacally as he watched the spartan. Her long legs were in a tangled mess.
Frustrated and confused, 116 slammed a fist into the ground. She could hear the noises of the other human nearby, but with her useless legs she could do nothing to help him.
* the torturing didnt stop they just keep beating him and beating him*
"some....one *cough cough*help *cough* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH (in a ver low voice) me................."
*and then he was throw against thw wall a few more times*
*all you could he was the thidding of tony hitting the wall because he wasnt able to move or barely speak*
(silent get on msn)
[]I've been on msn aaaaall day 🙂[]
The elite trotted over to 116, his laughter even louder than before.
Raevynn pulled herself forward with her arms, but not quick enough. The elite grabbed hold of her limp leg and pulled her backwards towards the chair again.
"I didn't think so." The alien grumbled as he plucked her up by the back of her armor and tossed her back into the chair.
((my spartan was posted when we restarted this the first time. SW, lets try to steer this in a different direction than last time.))
Striker walked down the hallway lined with cells. He was being escorted by 4 elites, and he had energy shackles around his wrists. Whenever he passed a cell with somebody in it, he gave a long stare to the person inside, sometimes with facial expressions that said they were breaking out. He passed by the torture chamber and heard screams emitting from it. "Keep moving!" grunted one of the elites when Striker slowed down. When they got to his cell at the end of the cell block and one of the elites walked to the holo-panel. Striker saw his chance and took it. He swung around and hit the nearest elite as best he could, for his legs were also shackled. He crouched as one shot and then he headbutted it with a forceful jump. This one fell onto the holo-panel next to the nearest cell, and the forcefield opened, now he had another spartan to help.
*one of the three elites was the one that was torturing tony and he had went to help the other elites. so tony vry slowly crawled out of th e torture cell and crawled over to a cell with another spartan in it and saw the elite turn around and run after the elite that had just left him and he bashed in the control panle and the cage doors open and in a very weak whispery voice he said*
"come...........on we... need to go........... h.e..lp the...oth.....ers"
116 tried yet again to stand. Her attempt ended in a miserable failure as she crashed into the deck again. She pulled herself up and looked at the wounded human who had opened the door. He was in a horrible condition. The two of them would have a hard time getting out of here in one peice.
Raevynn pulled herself over to him, dragging herself across the floor. "Let's get the hell out of here."
Originally posted by sqwunchy
((my spartan was posted when we restarted this the first time. SW, lets try to steer this in a different direction than last time.))
((What exactly happened last time?))
X03 stared at his hands. White - unnaturally white. He didn't worry about his physical appearance much, it didn't affect his combat performance. But what about when the war ended? If the war ended? Then he would deal with that when it came time too. He thought he could hear struggling, but for some reason he couldn't see outside of his cell.
His pale form rose; coagulated blood lay on his chest from severe beating; though not as severe as his rescuers clearly were. He stretched himself, then threw himself back, then carefully pressed his weight against the wall and lifted himself upwards until he was balanced and standing. He walked out and stepped over Tony, searching for something to deactive his shackles and perhaps some form of medical supplies.
Originally posted by SilentWolf[Well there was no point. Now i'm confused about where we are and what we're doing. I quit. I've had ENOUGH with the restarting, there is no f*cking point!]
Raevynn twitched as the voice filled her ears. She was very sensitive to noises. This worried her.
"Im not sure..." She answered. "But I could use some assistance as well."[] YaY Spawn Master posts! 🙂 You know we restarted right?[]
[] O_O Woah, relax. I thought you knew? We only restarted once. The story sort of died on its feet. It had to be done. []
Raevynn watched as x03 made his way out of the cell. He seemed to be in just as horrible of a condition as the other spartan. If only her legs would respond, things would be much easier.
"We need to get to a drop ship." She stated.